We're finally home from back-to-back trips. One to Due West, SC for business, and one to Texas on a family matter. I'd forgotten my field guides during the first trip, and didn't have wireless access on the second, so blogging was out for awhile.
Though unable to quench my Carolina curiosity for several weeks, I had a nice dose of home thanks to Bushwackers by William R Trotter. I purchased the book several years ago while living in the SC Upstate and promptly placed it on my Someday Shelf. Before leaving, I blew the dust off the top and started reading about the war of secession in NC's western counties, and found breathtaking description of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Only NC native and poet, Julie Buffaloe-Yoder, could have done a better job, and if you've read Julie's work, you'll know what I mean.
But we're back, and I think North Carolina missed me as well. Upon crossing the border, the mountains treated us to those wispy clouds I so love:
Once the laundry is finished, I'll—finally—finish the Glen Burney Trail report. If you're in or near Blowing Rock and don't mind a mountain hike, you won't want to miss it.